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The Day After

~ Guy Hall

Yeah, yesterday’s runs and walks kicked my ass. I foolishly pushed myself farther in the first run than I should have. As a result, I was exceedingly wiped out. I ended up taking over an hour nap. I also slept hard last night, dreaming for the first time in a long time. Or perhaps I should say, I remember my dream for the first time in a long time. Not that my dreams make any sense. Time and place are always fungible and hazy.

In this case I managed to get a job working for the White House. I couldn’t tell you what the hell I did. I seemed to be liked by the higher-ups, and when it was time for a new administration to come in, I was assured  I would still have a job. Yet I was hesitant to accept re-employment. Eventually, after talking to Tina, I decided to keep stay with the job. That’s when things got difficult. I couldn’t connect with the head woman who did the hiring, and who wanted me to stay in the first place. She kept going from one function to another.

Anyway, I finally woke up because Smokey decided it was time to play with the lampshade. So I am up, having given the spoiled felines their morning treat, set-up the coffee pots (Tina and I like different strengths of coffee), and am now typing away on this post. Well, for those of you reading it I am sure I am way past the point of typing. See, time if fungible. 

Today’s Workout

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Today’s workout consisted of two runs and two walks. For some reason, the last walk did not create a map or a table of states. 

First Run:

First Walk:

Second Run:

Second Walk, at which time Tina rescued me.

It Was A Dark And…..

~ Guy Hall
Stalwart Cup Weathered the Storm

Yeah, yeah, yeah. A thunderstorm moved in at 2:00 AM. There was wind; there was rain; there was a whole lot of lightning. It was very, very frightful. Somehow, this cup managed to stay on the deck table.

And Then The Bicycle

~ Guy Hall

Actually, went on the Munger Trail to take pictures for a class project. Anyway, stats:

Biking the northern most end of the Munger Trail
Stats

These are not in anyway shape or form close to records. It’s been years since I’ve done any serious biking. I have to admit it was pleasant. I might have to switch between running and biking.

Pictures might follow later. Right now I’m going to work on my class assignment.

Best Run for 2018!

~ Guy Hall
1.0 mi09:42 min/mi72 ft–
2.0 mi09:36 min/mi16 ft49 ft
3.0 mi09:23 min/mi23 ft56 ft
3.15 mi09:37 min/mi–20 ft
00:28:41
Fastest 3 mi
00:29:37
Fastest 5k
09:34 min/mi
Fastest Average Pace

I’m A Sharing!

~ Guy Hall

This is just a quick post to test the social sharing of Jetpack, a plugin for WordPress that automatically shares my posts with all sorts of social media.

Stories

~ Guy Hall

One of my favorite stories told by my father involved Chester the Shetland pony. He came with the farm we moved to in the early 70s. An old swayback pony he probably witnessed the signing of the Declaration of Independence. Possibly even the Magna Carta. Anyway, there was about a week where Chester was getting out of the barnyard and enjoying the greener grasses of the roadside ditch early in the morning. Dad, awakened by a call from the neighbor roused himself from the bed and chased Chester back into the barnyard. Eventually, colorful euphemisms were employed to express his frustration over this early morning disruption of sleep. Anyone raised on a farm understands.

Anyway, after one particularly passionate string of euphemisms that no doubt gave Samuel Jackson competition, Chester turned and looked at Dad in that cool, calm manner he always displayed. He then nonchalantly walked past Dad back to the gate just chained shut, put his nose against the hook and flipped it free. As the chain fell away and the gate slowly swung open Chester turned and once again looked cooly and calmly at Dad then nonchalantly walked past him and returned to the barn.

I share this story because that was what my Father did well; he told stories. And he wasn’t afraid to tell stories that taught him humility. But my Dad is not able to tell stories anymore. Last night at 9:36 PM he passed away.

No doubt he is regaling the angels and God with a multitude of stories that express his love of family and friends even as I type this.

Running Stats

~ Guy Hall

I am way ahead of my goal for total miles running for the year. I set a goal of 420 miles. As of today, I am at 418.2 miles. The total amount of miles I ran in 2017 was 331.8 miles. I’ve run 86.4 miles more already this year. I’ve got 4 months to go. Looks like I’m going to be adjusting my goal for 2019.

Called Back

~ Guy Hall

I was out. I had my laptop packed, I was on the road, and I was just about to head up the North Shore when she called me back! She was too sore after working and decided to make tomorrow her house cleaning day. So, I’m going to make a road trip of it tomorrow. Right now I’m just sitting on my recliner contemplating a good nap.

Okay, Run’s Done

~ Guy Hall

I’m just sitting on my deck enjoying the sunshine, watching the birds and my cats interact (it’s hilarious), and letting my body cool down. Soon enough I’ll get out of Dodge.